Freedom

I’m going to tell you what freedom is not. Freedom is not having burdens or responsibilities. It’s not having a job you must go to. It’s not having a girlfriend who is expecting you to call, or having a standing date with friends where your absence must be explained with an elaborate excuse. It is not having to give some type of prolonged notice to terminate a contract or job. It is not owning so many possessions that you need a storage unit. It is not having a wallet full of so many cards that your life turns upside down when you lose it.

I’m reminded of my freedom when I’m on a bus to another city. All my possessions, my summer and winter clothes, my dress clothes and two extra pairs of shoes, are in the undercarriage riding along with me. No one knows where I am and no one cares. I’m going to a city I’ve never seen before as a complete stranger, with no obligations to see anything or visit anyone. I have no worries, no bills, and no tasks. I’m reclining on an old chair, but I might as well be floating above the street, with no string wrapped around my neck pulling me back to where I was. I could die on the autostrada, in between villages whose names I don’t know and which are not announced with pleasant signs, and it would take several days for anyone who knows me to find out. Or my bags could go missing and within a couple weeks I could easily have the contents replaced. This is freedom.

I wouldn’t trade these bus rides, of having to answer to no one, for all the money in the world or for all the women in the world. I lay back, close my eyes, and let my thoughts and dreams go wherever they want, with no stress or anxiety disturbing them. There is no rush and there is no hurry. I am free. The whole world can demand something of me and I can laugh them off. My own government can take all my money from my bank accounts but they can’t find me on this bus.

Maybe I will stay a while in my destination or maybe I won’t. Maybe I will invent a new identity with the locals I meet or maybe I’ll be me. Maybe I will get laid or maybe I will work. Maybe I will take a tram or maybe I will walk. I was not free when I lived beyond my means, when I depended on the income that the man would grace me with every two Fridays. But I started to spend less than my earnings, and over the course of years it has given me my freedom. The only person I have to answer to is myself. I can vanish tomorrow, and nothing will happen. If I never check my email, never answer my phone, if I just disappear—I’ll do just fine. If you can’t simply close your eyes, and say goodbye to the world, you are not free.

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Krauser
7 years ago

Agreed. I’m not quite as nomadic as you but the principle holds. I came to the realisation that I only care about three things: my time, my freedom, and the people in my life. I strive to maximise and make the most of those.

Money is only good to the extent it enables that.

smokinjoe
smokinjoe
7 years ago

Great writing Roosh. You are an inspiration to red pill Libertarians everywhere. Thank you for this.

G
G
7 years ago

“If you can’t simply close your eyes, and say goodbye to the world, you are not free.”Fully agree!

muc
muc
7 years ago

This. Exactly. It’s not the money, it’s not the recognition, it sure as hell aren’t all the toys, it’s just doing what you want to do when you want to do it.

But I think some are born to look for that. Other’s aren’t. Otherwise I could not explain to myself why so many live the opposite.

OldHornDog
OldHornDog
7 years ago

Was living in Los Angeles for about 20 years. Went there with two suitcases and as life commences you start accumulating, like everyone else. Did the whole employee routine in the IT sector – money was good for a while, then the dot.com bubble burst and it all went to shit.

One day in late 2008 I started a blog and somehow it grew like wildfire. A year after I was able to start charging money and the year after I made the same with it that I had earned as an employee. A year and a half after that I sold everything I had (frankly a lot of it I simply gave away) and put the rest into a small storage unit – just in case. Moved to Spain with two suitcases and here I now live like a king on less money than I spent in West L.A. for a modest treehouse in the hills.

Women are amazing (and cheap) here – food is excellent – my Spanish is getting better. All I own here is my laptop, a big monitor (need it for my blog) and my clothes. That’s it – everything else is rented and I can drop my apartment at the drop of a hat. I don’t recall when I have ever been this happy in my life – it came a bit late as I’m in my late fourties but everyone tells me I don’t look a day over 35, so I guess my genetics (and my lifestyle) are working in my favor.

My Spanish has been improving steadily and after a bit over a year I am conducting fluent conversations. Don’t get me wrong – it’s a bit different than what Roosh is doing but I love what I do and the fact that I don’t report to anyone gives me as much freedom as I have ever desired.

Life is good – and very rarely do I miss Los Angeles. Perhaps the dry weather, but that’s about it. Women are gorgeous over here – despite the bad rep that many here are giving Spanish women I am connecting pretty well with them (perhaps it’s the blue eyes thing).

Guys – sit down this weekend and think about your life. What really motivates you, what really makes you happy. Women are not the reason you should expatriate – there are many other and more important factors to life and what we have learned in the United States is a great bonus that can give us a big advantage on other shores.

In essence: Don’t be afraid to re-invent yourself at any moment in your life. No matter where you are or what you think ties you down. Chains can be broken, so let your mind wander free.

Life is too short. So get naked, fuck a lot, and make a lot of noise.

bb753
bb753
7 years ago

Nice to see you are finally evolving…. Best of luck! I guess you’re in Italy or whereabouts.

Shiteghshj
Shiteghshj
7 years ago

If you aren’t a lonely sociopath you aren’t free.

Philly John
Philly John
7 years ago

Don’t vanish just yet Roosh, your writing is addictive.

Raul Felix
7 years ago

This is the stage I hope to get to some day. I have had it and it feels great. I have to continue moving forward to make it happen again for me. My idea of freedom is traveling the world on a motorcycle with everything I need and I want in my saddlebags. Riding through roads of different countries and only worrying about myself.

Rob
Rob
7 years ago

Freedoms just another word for nothing left to lose.

Vincent Vinturi
7 years ago

Damn straight Roosh.

If you’re not ready to die right now, you’re not living!

I left a wage slave existence in the US to come to Thailand with a one way ticket.

Since then I’ve:

– progressed my online business
– wondered where my next meal is coming from
– fell off a waterfall and thought I was going to die (and I was ready)
– saw the US from afar and began to see it for what it really is, a strange little place with an oppressive government, backwards culture and messed up women (not all of course…)
– met amazing people and beautiful women

…and more.

As you said, the less you “have” the more you “are”. Keep on doing your thing brother.

Engineerio
Engineerio
7 years ago

Hi Roosh,

I’ve been reading your writings for over a year. I enjoyed this piece. What you are touching on is something that I have been struggling with for perhaps 4 years. I make good money working as an engineer, but I cannot stand being called late at night to fix something. I have been traveling to Europe my whole life, and I must say that when my cell phone doesn’t work (non-GSM), and I am not checking e-mails, it all feels pretty wonderful.

My main issue is sustainability. I still have a large ($80k) student loan debt that I hope to pay off in two years (my income will allow for this). Then, what? Even beyond money, haven’t you also written about some desire to build something on this planet? When traveling constantly, I find that the only thing I build is a network of friends, some loose and some tight, that I can go see again if possible. This has been amazing as I can stay in countries for cheap and spend time with people that I know.

Something tells me you have also built something like this. Is it satisfying you? Do you still feel the need to build something greater than a free life for yourself? Or has your mind transitioned into some place where you only want to build for yourself? Trust me, I wonder every day of my life which choice will bring more happiness. Some of my best moments have been when I solved problems in the field using my engineering knowledge. Being put into intense situations where lots of money is on the line can be thrilling. However, I go home and at the end of the day I feel like the people who I work with only see me for the value that I bring to the company. Some become friends, most do not.

I feel that we are all a slave to something, in some way. If you take anything that you do daily and ask yourself if you could go without it for two weeks, I imagine you would find several things that you cannot go without. Perhaps working out, or getting a coffee and reading the paper. These are things that are beneficial to you, for sure, but are you a slave to them?

Perhaps I digress too much. I just wonder if the other side of the coin, wherein you build something – a family, a business,etc. – has any worth. Certainly you have obligations once you go down that path, but are all obligations negative?

I am not so sure.

DLR
DLR
7 years ago
DistinguishedGentleman
DistinguishedGentleman
7 years ago

Really love the one where your absence from events must be explained with elaborate excuses. I hate that. Sometimes I want to be alone, for no “reason”. Many times, in fact.

Anyway, I’d say you have more freedom than typical wage slave, but not “true” freedom (which makes you WAAAAAAY better off).

Not sure true freedom exists for anyone who is not millionaires (i.e. people who really can go *anywhere* they want and do *anything*). That said, not all millionaires are free.

Rob
Rob
7 years ago

Great article, but for most of us this isn’t really attainable until well into our 30’s at the earliest.

I’d love to just drop everything and go, but there’s only so many people that can live that type of life where they have residual income from an online business, or book sales like Roosh.

Still, awesome writing.

Ruxman
7 years ago

Thought of the Hendrix song of the same name pretty quick.

I get bored when I read about other manosphere writers describing themselves in their tailor made suits and high profile jobs where they get to share the table with their boss and that I should aspire to the same.

I’ll never get that homogenised trash with roosh though.

cryo
cryo
7 years ago

“I’d love to just drop everything and go, but there’s only so many people that can live that type of life where they have residual income from an online business, or book sales like Roosh.”

If you are not at that point yet, you should be striving to get there.

Anonymous
Anonymous
7 years ago

When you are forced to look at angry feminist every day, you are truly reminded of how little freedom you have.
Imagine being able to escape this hellhole..imagine living in a country where the women are so terrible that you would have to leave to get a decent life.
Imagine living in a country where the men hate the women so much that if they all dropped dead or simply disappeared, not a single tear would be shed, no formal investigation of this incident (miracle) would be initiated …just a huge collective sigh of relief:Thank you God..
To live in such a place..is the furthest from freedom you can get.

ladderff
7 years ago

The fact remains that even under some idealized economic system not everyone can be an entrepreneur and not everyone should have to be. Not everyone would be happy with that–or good at it. Sad that the choice today is to be either an itinerant or a put down schlub– though I know which one I prefer

Anonymous
Anonymous
7 years ago

Freedom is a liberating thing I’m reminded of every time I get on a train to see a new country, but freedom can be very lonely at times.

Anonymous
Anonymous
7 years ago

You are lucky. Money buys this kind of freedom. I would love to pick up and leave like you but I only make enough to get by and don’t have enough saved to truly be free. One day hopefully. It is a dream and with hard work I hope to be there one day myself.

Tampa
Tampa
7 years ago

I think true freedom is purusing a goal or ambition that you personally want to obtain. There is nothing like the pursuit of a conquest. It could be money, it could be women, it could “freedom.” But the joy of life really exists in the chase of a goal. Wandering around like a nomad isn’t fun. A man needs a goal and a purpose and that’s when he is most happy.

gfly
gfly
7 years ago

Wait you can’t go. Who is going to take out the trash in suburbia?
I used to live that way. Once you have a kid, unless you are pyscho you are not free.

Théau
Théau
7 years ago

So freedom is loneliness ? Freedom is not having any roots ? How can’t you feel alone/sad ? We all have and need family and friends right ?

The G Manifesto
7 years ago

Strong post.